This is a Superman Fan fiction only.

This story will more than likely receive the most hate and most flames of all the stories I written, thus will not have that frequent updates.

I was born in your typical family, a mother, a father, a good home in most standards, the one thing I didn't have was a great knowledge of the written word, so my father thought that he could inspire my love of reading by giving me something nice to read, I picked the Superman Comics faster than the Flash polishes off a pizza.

As I grew up I kept reading these comics and that took me through all my formal education and into my university education, I was the one that was called geek by some and nerd by others, it goes without saying that my love life was pretty much dead. Don't get me wrong, I did get a few dates with a few rather nice ladies.

The only thing is that those dates turned out to be tutoring sessions by yours truly for the benefit of said ladies, or it turned out they needed help with a project, speech or flat out for me to do their homework. Wouldn't you know it? They all developed intense migraines the second the work was done.

I think I heard the phrase 'Not tonight, I got a headache' more times than that animated character in that movie said 'I am Groot.' So my love life was pretty much a desolate desert, and my choice in careers you think would make me a rather fetching person to romance.

After Law School, I became a JAG officer, for those that don't know I was a lawyer in the military. I rose to the rank of Colonel, and had I been a lot more dishonest and offered my support to the president, been his absolute yes man, I could have been a General, but no, my family raised me to have ethics.

I was going to my next case that involved the Prosecution of a soldier who the idiot decided it was a fun idea to poison an entire room full of people, alright the guy was pretty much screaming that he was happy he killed the infidels that would be sent to kill members of his faith, this was pretty much an open and shut case.

Throughout the trial the man did not say anything, he just kept playing with his cell phone of all things, why was he allowed to have a cell phone you ask? He told the judge that his wife was pregnant and wanted to be kept informed of the potential birth of his son or daughter. I do not kid you when I hoped to God, that he had no less than four children, and every single one of them was gay.

As the man stood up from his seat, he pushed a button on his cell phone, I at first thought that he finally turned the thing off, but no, it was for a different reason altogether. His body exploded in a ball of fire killing everyone near him, half my body was burned and I knew I would not survive.

As I laid dying, hearing the voices of the people around me I secretly wished that I had an ability of Superman to survive something like this. Everything turned black and I knew Oblivion was going to be my destination.

I floated in darkness for a long time, it gave me a lot of time to think about my decisions in my life, I guess I should really spend more time making friends, but somehow that would have felt almost unnatural. As I floated in that darkness I began to hear and learn things that I at first made little sense to me, more and more time passed and I realized that since I was just floating here might as well put the time to good use.

And long-lost I was taken out of the darkness and I saw the light again. Every child on the planet is born the way I was, born through artificial means and genetically designs for a purpose that served out people no matter how big or small we all contributed to the welfare of our species.

I was born and placed in a family, my new name was Dru, and I was a son of the House of Zod. It was a strict upbringing, there was little in the way of comfort, compassion or freedoms that other children might enjoy, the House of Zod was tasked with producing and raising the guardians of our world and that was not a task to be taken lightly.

Out of the House of Zod came to be officers leaders of the army of our world, defenders, and enforcers of the laws established by the elected council. Each council represented a colony of our world and some even colonies from other planets.

Among the children that I came to consider my siblings, I was the most strange of them all. The other children complained about a lack of friends, toys, fun or time spent looking at sports and other recreations, I was different, I knew that those things they complained lacking were insignificant, if I had anything to complain was that I ran out of books to read.

I worked myself into exhaustion, I read everything I could get my hands on, if I was supposed to lead soldiers, I would be ready for anything that came my way, I leave nothing to chance and I would not let my soldiers die simply because of my ignorance.

At age eighteen I was placed in my first patrol unit, for criminals that harm the innocent I had no mercy, for those that exploit the weak I would teach them what it felt to suffer, I would break them apart with my bare hands if needed.

If my passion for reading brought me anything besides knowledge I used in my work, it brought me to know two of my best friends in the entire world. Jor of the House of El, and Lara of Lor-Van. They enjoyed reading as much as I did, and Jor-El had the largest collection of books like I said if I had anything to complain growing up was running out of books to read.

I served my planet and our people with distinction, criminals came to fear the mention of my name and I was the best man in my friends wedding, I often joked that Jor-El would one day create himself a wife in that laboratory he spends so much time in, I even joked that one day his computer might become sentient and declare her undying love for him.

Guess the joke was on me, he married Lara and he was the happiest I ever saw him. Lara being the tease that she was growing up told me that it would not be too long before my own wedding, to which my friend Jor-El made a joke and said I was already married, to the planet Krypton.

As the years went by I rose in rank and from leading a small patrol unit, I became the highest ranking officer in the army of my world, I was placed in charge of the entire military as their general, I fought rebellions, attempted overthrows, and a few acts of treason, but always my duty was first and foremost, the one thing that kept worrying me was the constant earthquakes that seem to happen more and more.

My friend Jor-El also achieved great things and became the chief scientific adviser for the council. I went to his lab and I had to say I could have eaten my food off the floor, I know of only a few places this clean.

He was looking at a computer display when I finally found my friend, it looked like he was looking at a particular child in the breeding chambers. The odd thing was the child looked sort of, I don't know how to place it, odd for some reason.

"Sorry to interrupt your work my friend, but my soldiers have been recording these abnormal tectonic movements and they are growing in number if my calculations are correct. Might I ask why are you looking at a child in the breeding chambers? Are you finally planning to have a child between you and Lara? I should think you would tell me, we once said I would be the godfather of your children."

Jor-El turned around and began smiling, "My friend you are correct, the tremors are happening more frequently and growing in strength but they are not without cause. The Council has without telling me or anyone else been drilling into the core of our world. They are using it as a means to produce energy."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, I may not be a scientist like my friend, but even I know that is crazy. "That is the most stupid thing I ever heard, and this is coming from a man that once heard once of his soldiers wanted to marry his family's pet dog. If they drill too many times the core might become destabilized and the entire planet could break apart from the tectonic pressure."

He began laughing as he pushed on the seat he was seated on, I didn't even notice him getting up from his seat, "Are you sure you were made to be a soldier Dur? I still say you would have made a wonderful scientist." I told him that as long as I wasn't a council member like his wife I could get comfortable in the lab.

He turned me around and I looked at the image he was looking at, "That is my child Dur, but not from a breeding chamber like us, no my friend, this child is the child that has been growing inside Lara. You are looking at the first natural birth in centuries."

I could not help but to wipe a tear from my face and my friend noticed. "This child shall have what we did not, the love of his parents, and a future that he will decide for himself, You are right Jor-El if life had been different I would have ended up working in this lab with you. So how many months till I meet my godson?"

He laughed and told me she was in her final trimester. I turned around the chair and looked at him, "Well then no time to lose on sentimentalizes, we got the world to save, the world where your precious son and my godson is going to be born in, so come on my friend I will help you as much as I can. I brought with me the sensor data for the last planetwide tectonic scan."

I was not going to let my world end without a fight, I always protected the innocent and now I had an even more personal stake, I had to find a way to save the world for my godson, my friend, and his lovely wife. For my friends and godson, there was no sacrifice I was unwilling to make, sleep? Who needs sleep. I had the world to save, and an army at my disposal.

Before I knew it, Jor-El had found a solution, a way to undo the damage done to the core of our world. The plan called for the evacuation of our entire population, all people on Krypton would have to be moved to other colony worlds. After the people were moved, a planetary terraformer would be activated, everything on the surface would be destroyed, but the terraformer would rebuild the planet from the core to the surface.

My friend was always the most optimistic between the two of us, he actually believed that they would listen to his advice, this plan I was certain that would save Krypton but as a General, I was able to read people, like I used to read my books. Only two of the ten members of the Council actually acknowledged Jor-El and agreed, the others did not.

Lara was not present since she was in her last month of her pregnancy, the risk of her falling in her condition was too much. I assigned one of my Lieutenants if there was any need. I knew that the Council was corrupt when the majority said that they would never approve of the plan, the evacuation would draw questions as to the reason for it.

This would draw the attention of other colonies and put a heavy burden on the colony worlds. One even said that maybe even drilling at a specific point could end up stabilizing the core of our world.

I had to walk out of the Council Chamber, I could not contain my rage any longer. I began to walk towards one wall and began pounding my right fist against it, the rage was such that I didn't notice the pain or the blood on my hand.

"Those blasted self-serving fools, they rather drill again than to risk exposing the fact that they caused this by drilling into the core of our world in the first place. Jor-El if they had agreed we could have evacuated everyone, but now they decided to drill again, there will be little time for you to build an escape ship for you, Lara and my godson."

He placed his hands on my shoulders, "I don't know what God blessed me when I met you Zod, but I gained the best friend I could ever want. Don't worry, I and Lara might not be able to escape but my son will. I already began building an escape pod for him, and even found a suitable planet for him to live on."

We walked into the vehicle I used to get around and decided to punch in the address of my friend's home. He wanted to check on his wife, and I wanted to ask Faora if there had been any complications with Lara or my godson.

The idiots of the council decided to actually call my friend's plant crazy and then explained that they would fix the mistakes caused by my friend's inefficiencies. I knew that Lara being a strong woman that she was would not take these comments lightly.

Sure enough, the stress of her pregnancy and the anger caused by the comments of the Council caused her to go into labor sooner that we had anticipated. There was no time to call a doctor, so we did the only thing we could. Faora-Ul was a nurse as well as a Lieutenant under my command.

I took charge and ordered her and Jor-El to bring me as much hot water and clean towels as they could find, I never expected to be the one to do this, honestly the only way I saw Lara's body was when we were teenagers and she wore a one piece swimsuit.

Now here she was buck naked, with her legs spread and I was telling her to breathe and how to push, she, of course, was in tremendous pain and called me a few choice insults along with her screams. It took hours but finally, my godson was born. I helped my friend deliver a healthy baby boy.

I cut his umbilical cord and cleaned him as best as I could, I wrapped him up in a clean towel and walked over to my friend. As I handed him to my friend I told him that he was now the father of a beautiful little angel.

"The escape shuttle is finished but it would be tragic to lose all the scientific knowledge of our world." I looked at him and Lara showing finally some relief, I told him not to worry about the archives of Krypton or the genetic database, to leave that to me.

"Faora mobilizes the men, we got a retrieval mission to conduct. The very future of Krypton may well depend on our success." She looked at me and immediately stood at attention. Her only reply was the same as always Yes, General Zod.

Don't you worry my little godson, your godfather will get everything ready. I turned around and walked away from the place, knowing that the Council is damned if I could not save my friends, I would be damned by the Kryptonian Gods but I would make sure my godson would survive and have everything he needed to survive.